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Im not new to this site, however I havent been here in around 6 months, I think. I met a dom on here almost 9 months ago. I wasnt looking for Love, I was looking for a friendship, a relationship that included kinky, hot sex. Oh stop... you know thats why we are all here. I was Looking for a sexual connection, a deeper connection, an honest way to meet like minded individuals who we can partner with to meet each others needs. I wasnt, repeat,  WASNT looking for love. Wanted nothing to do with love. Love is the greatest form of self destruction. I knew that I wanted a relationship and a friendship with a Dom, because I was a submissive. I didnt know how much about myself that I was about to discover. I was vetting (a couple of Doms), that period where your deciding who is right and where the connection is. Then one popped up. We met after just a couple of days and spent our first night together (do not do as I do, do as I say, lol) thats dangerous girls and guys, be safe out there. I got lucky. I didnt need a vetting period with him. I was his after that initial 24 hours, I just didnt know. I fell in love with him after just a couple of weeks. We signed off of the cage after a couple of months (an ugly event that opened up both of our eyes). We have maintained our DDLG dynamic through our relationship, but we are also very grossly (like ewww, seriously) in love. We have taken trips, played with each others kids, held each other in painful moments, and had our moments when the world disappeared and the only thing that mattered was looking in each others eyes. Those intense, broody, green eyes that stare right through me and into the depths of me that no one else has ever been able to do. We share my home, and we share his. We are fortunate to get to spend over 50% of our time together. My heart still skips a beat when I hear his voice, my breathing stills when he looks at me, my world is ok when he smiles or gives me that little arrogant smirk he has. Ive been married before, Ive loved before him, but Ive never loved the way that I love him. During the day, out in public, (in front of the kids), I call him by his given name, but at bedtime or intimate time (whether that be shackled to a bed, or his legs, or watching a movie alone) he is and forever will be Daddy. I give him all of me, and he knows, he knows what it means for me to be vulnerable. I trust him with it, like Ive never trusted anyone. Hes my happy place, my safe place, my warm place, and I hope he knows that he is truly my sun.